Creation of Francesca.
Part 7: Do You Believe In Love At First Sight? Yes I'm Certain It Happens All The Time.
[Rewind 2 months ago]
Dr. Frankenstein looks at his clipboard, "Well done my dear..."
"Another record broken?" Chief Lorenzo asks.
"Looks like it," Dr. Bianchi says as he looks at his digital watch.
"Well gentlemen, this is Felix. He's going to be Francesca's new trainer and handler," Chief Lorenzo explains. "He comes highly recommended."
"I hope he knows fluent Spanish..." Dr. Frankenstein began to say.
Felix walks up to Francesca, extending his hand to her. She takes it and expects to shake it, but he flips it to her knuckles and slowly draws it to his lips. "¿Ah, Francesca es tú nombré? Nada es mas bonita ques un niña bonita con un nombré precósia... {Translated: Ah, Francesca is your name? Nothing is more prettier than a pretty girl with a precious name.}", Felix says before kissing her knuckles. Francesca could only blush and timidly stand there as he does.
"Does that answer your question, Mien Herr doktor?" Dr. Belgonchi asks.
Miffed at the scene, Dr. Frankenstein walks to Francesca, putting a hand between the two.
"I do not know what you have on your mind, sir, but she is a young girl of early teen years! Mind where you put your paws on her!", Dr. Frankenstein states sternly to Felix.
Felix slowly withdraws. "With all due apologies, sir."
"No apologies needed for a simple misunderstanding..." Chief Lorenzo started to say. "Dr. Frankenstein, this is Felix. He'll be handling Francesca training and exercises for now on. Any input you can give him on her abilities will be greatly appreciated."
"So, this is the one I'm supposed to train?" Felix asks. "But, she is just a mere girl..."
"In your sickest of wet dreams she is just a mere girl!" Dr. Frankenstein almost shouted at him. Then he turns at Francesca. "Francesca, one more lap around course."
Francesca sighs before she begins running the gauntlet of course, going through obstacles as if she were a terrible two year old thrashing through her toys in a tantrum. Felix was about to follow her but he freezes in place as he sees her hurdle a 2 meter high wall that was intended for her to climb over instead. His jaw just drops. She finishes the rest of the obstacle course with relative ease.
Four hours later, Felix is sitting on a military cloth & wood folding chair in a small room. The traveling trunk of his personal belongings next to a folding sleeping cot stood as a table. The pillow and blankets smelled like that have been in a storage drum since the last great war, and they probably have. At least the bathroom had running water, but the pipes had to be flushed through for several minutes to clear them out of possible settlement and contamination. New furniture should will be ordered and delivered during the weekend. For now, this would be home for Felix, even though he is eating Chinese dinner out of a box on the trunk and his multi-band radio tuned to BBC Radio. At least the room was washed down from ceiling to floor and was relatively dirt and dust free.
A knock on the door caught him unrepentantly. After a second of recomposing himself, He slowly walked to the door, opening it. Francesca stood there in the same t-shirt, shorts, ankle sox and sneakers she wore at the obstacle course.
"What are you doing here? Classes don't start until tomorrow," Felix tells her.
"Dr. Belgonchi and Dr. Bianchi both told me that I should see you about something," she tells him with a semi dazed look in her eyes.
"I was not told of anything... come, sit," as Felix shows off the cot. Francesca walks into the room, sitting on the cot. "Is everything OK?"
Francesca just nods.
"Need to tell me anything?" Felix asks.
"Uhm... they told me about you and me having a honeymoon period," Francesca explains.
"A what?" Felix asks.
"A honeymoon period," Francesca answers.
Felix takes out a soda from the bag of Chinese food, giving it to Francesca. "Do you know what that means?" he asks.
"It has something to do with sex?" she asks.
"Yes. Did they explain why you had to do this?" he asks.
"We have to do this... because... uhm..." she says before taking a deep breath and continuing. "Because, according to them, you and I are going on life and death missions, and if we are going to trust each other that much, sex would be nothing by comparison. They gave me a couple of pills to take before I got here. They say that I would not get pregnant if I took those pills."
"Francesca, we need to talk," Felix started to say.
"You don't like me? They said that there was a chance that you would not.", Francesca started to say sadly.
"Look, Francesca. I do like you. But we need to talk. How old are you?", he begins.
"13..." she answers.
Creation of Francesca.
Part 8: Conditioning Programs and Programming Conditions.
"Just look at the shiny tip of this pen, and count slowly backwards from 25 to 1, feeling sleepy as your eyelids get heavier with every number you past. Stop when you can no longer keep your eyes open.", a familiar voice says.
"25..., 24..., 23..., 22..., 21..., 20..., 19..., 18..., 17... ... ...", a young female voice started counting.
"Francesca?" the familiar voice asks.
"Yes Dr. Bianchi?" she asks.
"Are you asleep?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"I am..." she answers.
"Good," Dr. Bianchi says. "Now listen carefully. You can only listen to me, and no one or nothing else. Do you understand?"
"Yes Dr. Bianchi..." she answers.
"Make her act like a chicken..." Dr. Gilliani stated almost jokingly.
"What do you think, I'm stupid?!!" Dr. Bianchi blurted out.
"No, I do not..." Francesca answers blankly.
They both turn to look at her.
"Ignore that last comment, Francesca. It was mean for somebody else," Dr. Bianchi stated. "Now, have you and your trainer had your Honeymoon?"
"No..." she answers.
"Why not?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"Felix does not see me in that way," she answers.
"And what way would that be?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"Wanting to like or have me sexually," she answers.
"What was his reason?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"He said that I was a little girl," she answers.
"Are you a little girl?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"No..." she answers.
"Then what are you if you are not a little girl?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"I am a woman..." she answers.
"How?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"My breasts are growing, and I have public hair in those areas, but most importantly, I get a regular period. Any girl who has a regular period is a woman..." she explains.
"So, you are ready to have sex with men, because you are a woman?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"Yes, if I want too," she answers.
"But you failed with Felix," Dr. Bianchi asks.
"I know," she answers.
"Continue the relationship, but in smaller steps. Let him get attached to you. And one day, hopefully soon, you will have your wish granted," Dr. Bianchi explains. "Remember, you are a cyborg. You are to protect him from harm while on missions. He is to train you to be ready for such missions. And you two are to be close to each other because your lives will depend on it. Closer than most people are. Failing means that he could be killed, and it would be your fault. You do not that to happen."
"I understand," she answers.
"Now... you are to count backwards from 100 to 1. When you reach 1, you are going to slowly wake up, and not remember what was done here, but you will remember what was said and you will not speak about it with anyone else other than me. By the time you reach counting to 1, the room will be empty, you will think nothing of it and you will go back to your room to continue on with your normal day. Is that clear?" , Dr. Bianchi says and then asks.
"Yes..." she answers.
"Start counting..." Dr. Bianchi commanded.
"100..., 99..., 98..., 97..." Francesca started to count.
Dr. Bianchi signals to the others in the room with him to leave it. They all get up after gathering their note pads and recording devices, before they leave. Soon Francesca was sitting in the room by herself counting backwards. The door to the outside of Dr. Bianchi's office was locked as to not allow anyone to walk in unannounced and disturb what was going on with Francesca.
When she finished, Francesca gets up out of the chair and walks to down to her room. She then changed her clothes to her training gear of t-shirt, shorts, ankle sox and sneakers before stepping out to see Felix. They planned to rendezvous at a 1/2 constructed area in the rear of the complex. She gets there within 5 minutes of walking.
Felix was at the end of the field by a mound of dirt and rubble, setting up posts with paper targets on them. A table with a few boxes on it were several yards away with a couple of cloth folding chairs. Francesca approached Felix from behind, remaining silent as she waited for him to finish what he was doing. When done, he turns to the tables, not expecting Francesca to be there.
"Oh, Jeez... how long have you been there?!!" Felix exclaims, trying to calm down.
"Just a few seconds," Francesca answers. "What are we going to do today?"
"First you are going to learn about firearm safety, then firearm use," Felix explains. "Do well, and we could celebrate."
Francesca just smiles.
Together they walk to the table, where Felix unboxes a couple of black 9mm pistols of nondescription and cleared of all labels and identifying marks, placing the firearms on the table.
"Now, Francesca. This is a gun, it is only to be used in life or death situation, and it is used then taken from the holster. There will be no hesitation on its use, and its use is to put down an assailant," Felix started to explain.
Meanwhile in Francesca's room, a hand goes under her bed's pillow, leaving a couple of pornographic pictorial magazines in their place.
Part 9: TAG! (The First Mission)
Medical Entry: Dr. Joseph Baron Von Frankenstein
Slight touch up in Francesca's appearance to make her look as if she was related to Felix was made. Both being of Spanish decent made this task easier since they were already similar looking as to their perspective cultural race, but this is to insure that the their relations would be tied closer to their resemblance and not raise any suspicions by either the public or would be targets. They now look more like brother and sister than distant cousins.
Dairy Entry: Felix
Francesca is no ordinary girl. As later explained to me by the good Dr. Frankenstein shortly our first meeting, she was given a second chance at life along with augmented gifts of super strength, power and ability through the process of what they call cyberization. They claim that 1/2 of her is artificial and mechanical but she is still a teen-aged girl.
She has a willing heart and a capable mind in learning what she needs to. Thus far she has become more fluent in Italian, French and German. Her proficiency in weaponry and combat skills are quickly approaching the level where I am at, as per my training in the Spanish Military and the Secret Guard. I don't think I can teach her any more other than reinforcing the rules of mission common sense, and those only come with field experience.
I have noticed that she seems to like me a lot, perhaps too much. In speaking with Dr. Bianchi of this, his response was "Field agents live short lives, and they should be granted everything they so desire." I tried to explain to him of what she wanted, favors of an emotional and sexual desires, and he responded by repeating his comment that I should give her what she wants. There are certain lines that I will not cross, and this is one of them. Francesca maybe my field agent partner, but she is not my physical, emotional or sexual partner. I see her as little sister of sorts, and one does not do that to their little girls.
Our first mission will be a simple one: A Sniping Mission without rifles, but with cameras. Though we may be armed with personal weapons, we are to follow a possible suspect and take long range pictures of his activities. Francesca will be doing the shooting...
( 1 week later )
Dairy Entry: Francesca
We have been traveling about Italy, following various persons, going into hiding places and taking their pictures. I like it when he gets behind me like in an enclosed dark place where I can feel his body next to mine, as he points out where the target should be. I have to take a deep breath to control myself before raising the camera. He continues to be behind me with a small hand-telescope and guides me through the zoomed area until we find the target and I shoot the pictures. It is the same feeling I get when we practice gun target shooting. I just wish we were this close and closer when we are at the compound or at our hotel room. When in private, he does not talk to me much or holds me like I would want him too, like but more so during our mission or target practice together. I hope we get more target practice and missions like this, so that we can be close again.
Once we got home, successful of our mission, we returned with several hundred photographs of suspects. They told us that we did very well and told Felix to take me out and celebrate. It's been several days, and even though Dr. Frankenstein bought me a new dress, we are finally going out on a date to dinner and a theater showing...
In the morning, I go see Dr. Bianchi and Dr. Frankenstein for a check up.
In the twilight hours of the night, a secret meeting is being held between Director Lorenzo, Ferro, and Dr. Bianchi away from where prying ears could hear.
"Ferro," Director Lorenzo called from behind his desk. "Based on the success of their latest assignment, do you believe that Felix and Francesca are ready to handle more delicate assignments?"
"As a functioning unit; they are more than ready," Ferro answered. "However, I do not believe that Felix is indoctrinated nor Francesca experienced enough to allow them exposure to the kind of missions that their predecessors were familiar with."
"I see," Lorenzo stated. "Bianchi, how strong has their bond formed?"
"It is strong in an emotional capacity," Bianchi answered. "More so on Francesca's side than Felix's, but I do have some concerns."
"Concerns, Bianchi?"
"Yes; Francesca is attaching herself quite quickly to Felix. However, I suspect that Felix is not reciprocating Francesca's emotion equally in kind."
"That is cause for concern," Lorenzo said as he leaned back into his chair. "So long as they do not fail, I'll hold judgment on the matter. Ferro..."
"Yes," Ferro answered.
"Is the boy still capable of active service?"
"To my knowledge he continues to train as a matter of habit, but..."
"If he's capable of handling assignments like he used to, then we'll re-activate him until either we are sure that Felix won't object sending Francesca into high-risk missions or at least those of questionable ethics and morality."
"Yes, sir; shall I assign him to Olga? She has inquired of taking him as her ward many times since..."
"No; Olga is one of our more rounded agents, but I doubt she has any experience regarding wet-work. Assign him to Jean for the time being."
"Jean?!" Ferro nearly screamed in shock. "Forgive me for objecting Director, but Jean and Alpha were not exactly friendly to each other even before Nyromi came into the picture."
A glare from Director Lorenzo quickly sent chills down Ferro's spine as she quickly corrected herself.
"I...I mean, Agent Omega. Sir, what makes you think that they'll succeed as a unit?"
"Jean will make it work," Bianchi chided in.
"...Bianchi?" Ferro inquired.
"He's right," Lorenzo began. "Even if he has to send him in without support, Jean can at least be outside intel to Alpha as the boy does all of the real work."
"And who shall I assign him to for the time being?" Ferro asked.
"Keep him as a solo operative for now; we'll see how he reacts to the responsibility of such freedom and compare how he performs with and without Jean. Ferro, make sure he's transferred by the end of the week. Bianchi, I want you to make sure that Dr. Frankenstein doesn't make too many inquiries; the fewer the better."
"Yes; sir," Ferro and Bianchi both answered.
"I have nothing else, you both are dismissed."